Lisa’s POV
I was terrified to see him lying beside me. His green eyes, which usually held so much hate and anger for me, were no longer the same. Instead, the eyes staring at me were green, alluring, and soft. But perhaps I was seeing wrong.
Consumed with fear, I tried to get up, but my body was aching with pain, and I was forced to fall back onto the soft bed. Again, I tried forcing myself to get up, but his commanding voice stopped me.
“Relax,” he commanded, but his tone lacked its usual coldness.
With a nervous gulp, I remained on the bed and tried looking at him, but he looked away and got down from the bed. Terrified of what he was going to do to me, I looked his way as I watched him move over to the armchair and relax on it. Then his alluring green eyes settled on me.
For a mome
